I dreamt my kids were little and they were playing on the floor while I cooked supper. They were fighting so I was yelling at them to quiet down. I noticed bunk beds from floor to ceiling of soldiers sleeping in my house. Then I told the kids I just needed to look outside to see if it was safe to go out. I opened the door a crack and noted everything outside had been blown up. A war was going on. I shut the door and I was at peace.